Description: This man is very fat, and wears a pastel vest and prefers black and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Fivin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His green crest is heavily combed to the right. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His childhood dream was to be a Stableman, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Butcher soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 700 sp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He is portly but not overly obese. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are copper.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Miner, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is brown and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Thakrak hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Jet (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Engraver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).